Forces of Temptation

A trickle of water flowed into Nan Zhou's hair along the arc of the cheek.

... I can't tell whether it's tears or sweat.

It was obviously an extremely subtle touch, but it once again aroused an uncontrollable shudder in him.

A small nuclear explosion was going on in Nanzhou's brain, thunder and fire, and the waves were rough.

But these can't be seen from his expression.

He always looked calm, his expression didn't have any big distortion, even the sound of panting was relatively calm, and the gentle air flow blew a messy strand of hair hanging down from the blindfold on his forehead.

It's just that he was completely mesmerized, and his fingertips sank deep into the soft mattress unconsciously.

I don't know whether he can't accept that his desires are completely dominated by others like this, or he is too insensitive, drowning in the remaining joy, unable to escape.

Jiang Fang called his name: "Teacher Nan?"

Nanzhou remained silent.

"Nan Zhou?"

Nan Zhou finally responded: "Well, I'm here."

Jiang Fang grabbed his hand and kissed the pulse of his wrist.

Nan Zhou was a little slow, and the wrist that had been kissed hovered in the air for several seconds before shrinking back and tucking it back into the quilt.

His voice was full of confusion: "Why do you want to do this?"

"Because I want it." Jiang Fang said, "You want it too."

At this time, Nan Zhou's thoughts lost their sharpness, sensitivity mixed with insensitivity, forming a wonderful contradiction: "I..."

Jiang Fang interrupted him: "Are you uncomfortable?"

The pouring moonlight hangs down from the sky, and the light and shadow are cut obliquely by the window sills, dividing the two sides of Nanzhou's body clearly. Half of it is sunk in the cool darkness, making the other half more clear-eyed, with peach blossom eyes and a hanging nose. , There was a thin layer of thin sweat floating on the tip of the nose, which made people want to wipe it off.

Jiang Fang let go of the restraint on his key points, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and looked at Nan Zhou's current state very gentlemanly.

His leg ring was passed through by his own belt buckle, and the other end was tied to the head of the bed. His legs were naturally suspended upwards and could not be closed. Therefore, the cave is vast and the scenery is boundless.

Nanzhou's well-shaped upper body and top-notch drape suit windbreaker dangled along the arc of the thigh, revealing a small section of the calf slipped with a trace of transparent water.

Nan Zhou maintained such a posture, feeling the echoing throbbing in the depths of his body, and responded, "Mmm. It's very comfortable."

Jiang Fang was originally joking, but he was moved again by his muddled and sincere words.

He lowered his head to look at his desire, pretending not to see it.

But Nan Zhou half-closed his eyes, grabbed the lower edge of his pajama pants with his toes, and tugged twice.

Like a coquettish house cat.

Jiang Fang moved his body in surprise, and accidentally touched something with his thumb on Nan Zhou's leg. After a moment of surprise, he couldn't help laughing: "Hey, can we do it again?"

Nan Zhou raised his face, a thin blush leaked from the edge of the belt that bound his eyes, like a peach blossom with a human face soaked by a pool of spring water.

"It's very comfortable." He straightened his back and took the initiative to send it to Jiang Fang, "You can play with it."

Jiang Fang softened his eyes, lowered his head and pressed his cheek against his, and said with a smile in his voice, "Okay."

After another consolation session, Jiang Fang took off his belt for Nan Zhou, who had been completely stunned by the surging waves of love, brought a hot towel, and wiped the stains on his legs.

Nan Zhou was like a cat being fed to its fullest, he relaxed all his muscles and allowed Jiang Fang to massage his waist.

Jiang Fang has been immersed in various underground entertainment venues for many years, and has witnessed countless piles of beautiful or rough flesh and blood business. He has learned something from what he has heard and seen, but he never thought of putting these experiences into practice.

Because that means he has to give affection.

Even if it is only one ten-thousandth, it will represent endless troubles.

He simply cut off all affection, smiled warmly, watched with cold eyes, like a dragonfly that leaves when it touches water, and never gets involved in any troublesome relationships.

Jiang Fang didn't know how much of his emotional threshold he had broken through to Nan Zhou.

Perhaps, once he wanted to give, he would cross the line, break the precept, and become madness inherited from the family line.

He restrained the urge to bite the blood on Nan Zhou's neck to confirm that he belonged to him, and asked tenderly, "Is your back sore?"

Nanzhou: "No."

Nan Zhou, who gradually recovered his thinking ability, fell into a long myth.

For the first time, he gave his whole body to a stranger for relief.

This thing is too weird and illogical.

But at that moment, countless desires rushed left and right in Nan Zhou's mind, and he needed someone to sort them out one by one.

But he himself was beyond his power, he had to ask Jiang Fang for help.

... The question is, why does he take it for granted that no one else can do it?

Obviously there are other people in this villa.

Nan Zhou put his hand on Jiang Fang's finger and asked, "Have I met you before?"

Jiang Fang's hand holding his waist stopped subtly.

Nan Zhou analyzed his own heart: "You still wanted to kill me in the morning, but now you want to love me....but I don't hate you."

Jiang Fang embraced him from behind, and embraced Nan Zhou in his arms: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I should have loved you from the beginning."

Nan Zhou thought for a while, and answered fairly: "This is impossible. You were attacked on the train at the beginning, and it is impossible to trust us who suddenly appeared."

Jiang Fang's smile deepened, and he pressed his warm cheeks to Nan Zhou's neck, and said in a low voice, "...that was also arranged by me."

The distance was too close and the voice was too scattered, Nan Zhou couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

Jiang Fang didn't speak anymore, but only deepened the hug.

...or it should be said that the attack on the train was jointly arranged by the two of them.

The reason I didn't tell Li Yinhang was because her acting skills were really limited.

If you tell her the plan in advance, it's too easy to give up.

The entire plan was jointly formulated by Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou.

In the 99-person competition, they confiscated a total of four [Psychic Communicators].

After sending out one each, they still had two left on hand.

So, in the hotel, when Nan Zhou was pillowed on Jiang Fang's lap, they talked on the face and on the matter in the heart.

After returning from [Evil Falling], they were planning this special counterattack against [Adam].

The front must not be drawn too long.

Head lowering was originally a skill they had learned temporarily, and they tried their best not to show its power, but they still couldn't guarantee that those high-dimensional creatures who peeped at them would not be on guard.

Once they are given time to update the system patch again, and allow them to prohibit the use of the head-drop curse in the system just like 【Prohibition of Containing Copy Creatures】, then all the opportunities they originally had will be lost.

Now that it is determined to do it, then determining who "Adam" is has become the first priority.

So Jiang Fang contacted Yi Shuige through the secret channel he opened up earlier.

Yi Shuige smiled and said, "I don't know 'Adam'. I've been busy building signal towers."

He changed the subject, hesitated to speak: "But..."

As a human being, Jiang Fang naturally understood Yi Shuige's hint.

Under Jiang Fang's instruction, Nanzhou gave Yi Shuige the love potion he had found from Songpa, which was named a companion gift.

On the night when the benefits were obtained and the acceptance was successful, Yi Shuige gave a valuable message:

"I found several groups of players who are particularly interested in the construction of signal towers and always appear nearby to observe.—You know, I have never liked to play these boring games where the rules are set by others. I have never entered the system, Just observe all kinds of players, find out the dangerous characters, and put them in the three lists of black, white, and gray."

"For example, your 'Cubic Ark' was on my 'blacklist' before, but later it was included in the 'grey list' to be observed. After you were listed as hunted down by the system, you are completely suspected by me. Released and become a member of the 'white list'; as for our little Xie, he has always been on the 'black list'."

"Coincidentally, among those groups of players, two or three groups are 'grey list' personnel with special behaviors that need to be observed: they are obviously mediocre, but they don't want to survive, and they don't want to play dungeons. Signal towers, and the behavior of wandering around to observe, the purpose is unknown."

When Li Yinhang was eager to surpass "Adam" and thought that "the emperor is not in a hurry to be in a hurry with eunuchs", Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang wandered around in various safe spots, and calmly found out the groups of suspicious persons provided by Yi Shuige Information.

On that morning, they walked into the tea restaurant where the last group of "grey list" personnel provided by Yi Shuige was located.

When they got near their booths, a pen happened to roll out of one of them.

There were very few voices in the tea restaurant, and even the sound of pens landing was extremely loud.

Nan Zhou picked up the pen and handed it back to the handsome man: "You're welcome."

Yuan Mingqing looked up at him with a gentle smile: "Thank you."

The disguise that "Adam" thought was perfect, was actually fully exposed in front of Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou as early as this time.

——Having experienced the chasing battle of thousands of people, even players who did not plan to participate from the beginning to the end, or players who were in the dungeon for a few days and failed to participate in the chasing battle, can also learn from the [World Channel] about All information about the Ark.

Two men and one woman, with butterfly tattoos on their wrists, choker, and silver hair with scorpion braids.

When these features are superimposed, it is clear that it is the "cube ark" that almost kills all players head-on.

Normal players, after experiencing the horror of being continuously critically attacked face-to-face, should be afraid to avoid people with these characteristics.

The performance of the pair of players in front of them, from the smiles, reactions, and attitudes, is too impeccable and impeccable.

Unless their information is too closed, they don't care about the situation of "Cube Ark".

In other words, they must be the kind of Buddhist players who keep their ears to the outside world and refuse to get involved in trouble.

But at the same time, they are the characters on the gray list listed by Yi Shuige, that is, players who have shown extraordinary interest in signal towers.

Another point is quite important.

They are a rare duo in Yi Shui's "grey list".

And "Adam" is the duo.

While using the Antarctic Star to create a little chaos, Nanzhou also got a hair that fell from Yuan Mingqing's shoulder.

Everything is ready.

Object locked.

So, what about the scene?

Nan Zhou knew that although the game side was deflated everywhere, in fact, it was still in an absolute dominant position over the players.

Through multiple pressures, the living and gaming space of the "Cube Ark" has been shrunk again and again.

Based on the current situation, if "Cubic Ark" still wants to win, there is no other way to go except PVP.

Since they wanted PVP, Nanzhou tailored a unique "PVP" for them.

Jiang Fang speculated that when they chose the PVP mode, the game party would inevitably arrange for "Adam" to pair with them and give them a fatal blow.

The reason is also simple.

"Adam" was originally out of place, a blood-sucking worm who stayed behind "Zhaohui", and in the eyes of the audience, he always lacked a certain degree of persuasiveness.

Therefore, "Adam" must kill the "Cubic Ark" with his own hands.

This is what is needed to give tension and legitimacy to the final plot where "Adam" wins.

Therefore, they can take advantage of this bureau.

Turn the world around and decide the number by yourself.

In the middle of the night, Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang lay together, brewing a huge countermeasure plan in their hearts.

The key to the plan is to let "Adam" get into the "urn" they made by themselves without knowing it.

Nanzhou said: "I want to use the space that Sompa is trying to use to kill us to descend the head."

"However, just like when he sent Zhan Lak to kill us, the scene around them will not change, which will be troublesome. Also, we don't have enough materials at hand, and we can't modify it unless we take blood and flesh to cast a spell The memories of the two of them."

Jiang Fang shook his head: "This is not acceptable. It is enough for us to contact 'Adam' once. If we get close again, it will definitely attract the attention of the game party."

Nan Zhou pondered for a moment.

"Just make a copy related to amnesia. Let them keep their memories." Nan Zhou said, "In this way, 'Adam' can feel that this game is completely in favor of them."

Jiang Fang curled up a strand of Nan Zhou's hair and thought: "Then, use the dream drop to pull them into the dreamland?... This is not good, we only got one of them's hair, even if we use the drop head, It can only affect one of them—”

Nan Zhou took out a PVP selection level and held it in his palm to play.

Jiang Fang immediately smiled clearly: "You mean, use the selection level as one of the raw materials for the head drop, and use the team formation mechanism to pull the two of them in together?"

Nanzhou: "Yes. As long as you seize the gap between the PVP level selection and use the selection level to push the head down, the scene they are in will change, their memories will be preserved, and the two of them will continue to form a team. Going to the same place, they won't know whether they entered a 'copy' or our world."

"However, once the PVP card is used as the raw material for lowering the head, the team formation mechanism will also affect us." Jiang Fang said, "In this way, there will be a problem."

"Yeah." Nanzhou also thought of this, "Yinhang is not very good at lying."

Jiang Fang: "So she must have really lost her memory, so we can continue singing this scene."

Nan Zhou: "But under the PVP team formation mechanism, our states will become exactly the same—as long as one loses memory, all three of us will lose memory."

Jiang Fang made a decisive decision: "Then amnesia."

Nanzhou also agrees with this point: "After we enter the game, we can modify the memories of the three of us at the same time and go back to the same point in time. Only the main descendant has the opportunity to release his amnesia state. The amnesia state of the other two , will continue forever. So we have to set up a main descendant. He should not only be the one who arranges the dream scene, but also the person who has the opportunity to relieve the amnesia state."

"Me." Jiang Fang said, "I know myself, and it's too difficult for me who have lost my memory to trust strangers unconditionally."

After deciding on the most important thing, the two continued to meet and plan, you said something, I said something, tinkering with the details, and built a huge and invisible net.

"The scene could be set on a tram."

"What is a tram?"

"...Ha, just leave it to me. At the beginning, we need to separate them and let one of them alone get a seemingly powerful weapon; the other one is arranged near you. No problem?"

"Yes, this will let them relax their vigilance and think that they have the right time, place and people in the copy."

"At the same time, I also need to hold the same weapon. To make the plot more reasonable, I will design a scene of seizing the weapon to make it more difficult for me to obtain the weapon... let the person who is alone hold a long A rifle. This weapon looks powerful, but it’s not good for melee combat. It can only be attacked from a distance. The carriage of the tram is transparent from front to back. If he wants to attack from a distance, it is easy to be exposed, so he can only attack from a distance. , That is to go other ways, such as climbing on the roof of the car, waiting for an opportunity to attack us."

"So, shall we give him a chance?"

"Of course. I will design a dark tunnel that is long enough in my dream, and I will also design the roof to be thinner. Try to expose the fact that he is lurking on the roof of the car before the tunnel arrives."

Jiang Fang continued: "Before entering the tunnel, I will allow enough time. Before he is exposed, we will meet in the car first. I may attack you, but I will not really hurt you, because even if I The memory goes backwards, and your face will also be remembered."

Nan Zhou said: "I will take the initiative to attack people, but as long as you don't kill me, I won't kill people right away. The question is, what if Yinhang joins them?"

"Yinhang? She won't."

"why?"

"She likes a strong player who shows her sharpness and can provide her with absolute protection, that is us. A dormant player like 'Adam' will not provide her with the necessary sense of security at all."

"How do you design the dungeon? How do you restore your memory?"

Jiang Fang smiled brightly: "For the specifics, just leave it to me."

They designed many small details, but they didn't design how they would get along after the descendant recovered his memory.

Nanzhou handed over the power to Jiang Fang and let him play freely.

So, Jiang Fang successfully played him on the bed.

Nan Zhou, who had no memory, lay beside Jiang Fang, with endless questions in his mind: "Since we have never met, why are we here? Why did I meet you? Why did we..."

Hug together, have such an intimate relationship, and I don't hate you?

"……'why'?"

Jiang Fang repeated it with a pun, "Probably because of...'universal gravitation'."

They did meet for the first time because of "Gravity".

Nan Zhou tilted his head slightly: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Fang folded his arms: "There is a gravitational force between everything. ... So, I met you."

The author has something to say:

Why is it called doomsday syndrome?

Ark of Opposites: Love each day as if it were the end——

To Adam: Overtime, the end of the fight worker